Qingniu Town is accustomed to strangers as pilgrims from all over the surrounding areas often come to Lingwu Temple to burn incense. However, the group of people from Dayang Town were very aggressive and looked like they were going to cause trouble, so the people in Qingniu Town immediately took notice.

"Where do those people come from? Why do they look like they are here to cause trouble?"

"Hey, isn't the one leading the group the eldest son of Mr. Li from Dayang Town? He is from the Li family of Dayang Town!"

Mr. Li from Dayang Town was a wealthy man and a scholar. He did not even have to kneel when he met the county magistrate, and was very important in the eyes of ordinary people.

"What is the Li family going to do?"

"Who knows? Let's follow and take a look." It is the nature of the people of the Great Zhou to enjoy the beauty and liveliness. The people of Qingniu Town and even some foreigners who were temporarily staying there immediately became interested and followed the team.

Jiang Zhan came to Jiang Si excitedly: "Fourth sister, there is something going on outside, go out and take a look."

"What's going on?"

"I don't know yet. A group of people from other towns have come. I have a feeling that their purpose is probably related to Lingwu Temple!"

Jiang Si tried to suppress his smile: "Second brother is right, let's go and take a look."

A few people mixed into the crowd and followed the group straight to Lingwu Temple.

Lingwu Temple is right in the town, so as we walked along, more and more people came to watch the fun and joined us. By the time we arrived at the temple gate, the line was already quite spectacular.

The monk guarding the gate was shocked and said, "Amitabha, the temple will no longer accept guests today. Please go back, all donors."

The leading man was in his twenties, handsome, well-dressed, but with a fierce look in his eyes. Hearing this, he said loudly, "We are here to look for someone. My sister came to Lingwu Temple to burn incense, but she hasn't returned for a long time. My father is worried about her, so he asked me to find my sister."

"Amitabha, something happened in the temple today. The pilgrims who stayed here for the past two days have checked out one after another. The donor's sister is not in the temple—"

"My sister came to Lingwu Temple to burn incense. Now she hasn't returned. Shouldn't we go to the temple to look for her? No one stopped her from coming to burn incense and donate money on weekdays. Now she's gone and we come to look for her but they're stopping us from entering. What does this mean? Could something have really happened to my sister here?"

The monk guarding the gate was stunned for a moment by the leading man's question.

The leading man took the opportunity to bypass the monk guarding the gate and rushed in, raising his arms and shouting, "Hurry up and follow me!"

In the blink of an eye, the monk guarding the gate was pushed aside and a group of people rushed in.

In the end, the only ones left were those who were watching the excitement, looking at each other in bewilderment.

After a while, someone said, "I say, are the people from Dayang Town here to cause trouble in Qingniu Town? It would be too stupid for us to just watch them like this!"

"Yes, we can't let them cause trouble on our territory. It would be unacceptable if they offend the high monks of Lingwu Temple!"

Before the monk guarding the gate could stand firmly, another group of people rushed in.

Looking at the worn-out threshold, the gatekeeper monk could only weep without tears.

"Where did you come from, you bad guys? This is a Buddhist holy place—" A monk came to stop them, but was pushed aside before he could finish his words. The group of people had a clear purpose and headed straight for the back mountain.

Lingwu Temple is backed by green mountains. Although the back hill is not open to pilgrims, the layout is very simple. The people from Dayang Town took advantage of their unruly behavior and quick actions and had already broken into the back hill before the monks in the temple could react.

By the time the alarm bell rang, it was too late for the monks to come out, and even the people who were there to watch the fun had gone with them.

Suddenly, the originally quiet back mountain was crowded with people.

"It's here!" The leading man ran straight to the well next to the vegetable field.

The ground beside the well was dark red, obviously the bloodstains left by the monk who died in an accident had not been completely cleaned up.

"Catch it for me!" The leading man pointed to the wellhead, and someone immediately shook the handle on the derrick.

A middle-aged monk stepped out from the crowd and asked, "Donor, you are so rampant in a holy place of Buddhism, aren't you afraid of being punished by the Buddha?"

The people who were fetching water paused.

The leading man sneered, "My sister is missing. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are so compassionate that they will definitely not blame me for looking for her. My sister is also a believer who often comes to Lingwu Temple to donate money for incense. Now that she is missing here, the masters are not helping but obstructing her. Are you feeling guilty?"

"Amitābha, what you said is too much—"

"We didn't come here to harm any plants or trees. We just want to see if there is anything in this well. Masters, please give us some convenience." The leading man was very eloquent. After saying a few words, he waved his hand and said, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!"

Jiang Zhan in the crowd pulled Jiang Si, and his low voice could not hide his excitement: "I told you there was a female ghost in the well, but you guys still didn't believe it!"

Even female ghosts came to chat with him, it was so scary!

The lively crowd was buzzing with discussions.

"What does the Li family mean by this? Could it be that Miss Li fell into the well and drowned?"

"I think Miss Li was murdered, otherwise why would she be in the well in the back mountain?"

Someone else suddenly realized: "No wonder a monk had an accident. Maybe it wasn't an accident, but he saw Miss Li being murdered..."

Jiang Si nodded secretly.

Very good, it turns out that people who watch the excitement have sharp eyes.

A group of people who are burning with the flame of gossip can imagine a big drama even if a hand string is left at someone's door, let alone the current situation.

A bucket of water was drawn up, and people couldn't help but stretch their necks to look.

Nothing!

Another bucket of water was drawn up.

…

The creaking sound of the ropes rubbing against each other sounded dull and boring to people's ears.

Some people were already looking at the group from Dayang Town with unfriendly eyes.

Lingwu Temple is the face of their Qingniu Town. If someone is really lost here and comes to look for him, it is understandable. But if he comes to cause trouble, then we have to ask them whether they agree to it.

The young man in the lead saw that the situation was not good, so he immediately ordered a man who followed him: "Go and take a look below."

At this time he already felt a little regretful.

But I have to make this trip because my sister is the apple of my parents' eyes. She has been ill for some time and almost worried them to death.

The man who followed immediately took off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body.

The people of the Great Zhou were open-minded. It was not a big deal to meet some unruly people, let alone in such a rural area, even in a big city. So the man taking off his clothes did not cause a commotion, and some women even laughed.

Jiang Zhan quickly used his hands to block Jiang Si's sight.

Jiang Si calmly waved his hand away: "Second brother, stop making trouble."

Jiang Zhan couldn't help but glance at Yu Jin, but found that he had been looking at the man, and seemed to think it was nothing for Jiang to stare at a man taking off his clothes.

Yu Jian: Haha, after seeing Asi waving a kitchen knife at a man’s butt, what does this mean?

The man took off his coat, wrapped himself in a rope and slowly went into the well. After an unknown amount of time, the rope held in the hands of the others suddenly moved.